I never ate a lunker though I caught a bunch of them. Jimmy says they’re dumb fish and I laugh ‘cause I can’t imagine such a thing as a smart fish. Jimmy laughs too, but probably not for the same reason.
He always laughs when I laugh. I think he thinks it makes us better friends. Mom says to have him up for supper sometime, I don’t even need to ask her, just bring him. I don’t ever bring him to supper though.
We’re friends and all but we’re just me and him friends, we’re not the kind of friends that you bring to supper.
His pa cleans his lunkers. Then they get the triple dip. That’s what Jimmy calls it. First flour, then beaten eggs, then cornmeal. Jimmy says they go into bacon fat after that and he eats ‘em with collards or turnip greens.
He says his pa don’t talk too much since his ma died and I can’t help but think what it’s gonna be like for Jimmy when I go off to town school next year. He’s two years behind me and he’ll still be at Silver School.
While we’re walking home from the lake, Jimmy stops and asks me if I wanna have supper at his house tonight. He says his pa asked him to ask me.
I look at Jimmy for a long time and don’t say anything. He looks like he’s gonna cry and then I start laughing.
He starts laughing too.
Lunkers By Michael J. Solender
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13 responses to “Lunkers By Michael J. Solender”
Read and liked this one a lot on ‘naut and still like it. it’s fresh and sweet and different.
Nicely dipped in psychological insight, this one. I liked it very much. Thanks for sharing.
Nice work here. Subtle, simple language with a deep subtext.
really good subtle play with the different emotions behind laughter. and lunkers – i had to picture google them, and was surprised by the size.
Oh my goodness – your story took me right back to middle school years, where you were judged by the friends you had. There was just no way you could lower and contaminate yourself by claiming an un-cool person as a friend. A painful reminder of those days – beautifully accomplished. “We’re not the kind of friends you bring to supper…” A knife through the heart. Doris
I agree, there’s so many layers to this one and the laughter shows different emotions.
Richly layered, and I also enjoyed this read at Fictionaut. You always have such a fresh take on the weekly theme here when you play! So glad you have.
wonderful. i liked this very much. especially the ending is marvelous.
Great insight into an adolescent relationship. Well done.
Just me and him friends–perfect capture! And the idea of dumb lunkers, in and out of the water is lovely, too. Wonderful, I’ll be looking for it on Fictionaut!
I found this funny and poignant. Poor Jimmy and his turnip greens. Lovely bitter-sweet story.
Loved this at fn, and even better on the second read. Peace…
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